User blog comment:Nikolai Banks/Gangs, Tribes And Clans Of Redwall/@comment-3135907-20110816195836

Patcheye crouches in the Kitchens over a huge sink full of pots, pans, dishes and utensils, scrubbing away. Grumbling occasionally, he turns every now and then to gaze at the lovely tarts just taken out of the oven. Argh! the scouring rat thinks irritably. ''So close, yet so far. Aha! A plan! I'll jus' `ave a look around, see if'n I don't need no liddle sugary pastries...'' He takes several furtive glances around and, once he realizes the laughter and merriment has moved on to Cavern Hole and the Kitchens are empty...